"Mijo?"
"Good morning, Mama."
"Miguel, where are you going at this hour?" Pilar stood from her seat on the living room sofa and placed the book she was reading face down on the coffee table. "It's barely 7am."
"I know mama," Miguel smiled to his mother while pulling his coat from the closet and putting it on, "I thought I might go out for a walk this morning. So much has happened these past few days, and I need a little time to let it all sink in."
"Mijo, it's freezing out," Pilar walked over to her son and showed him the window which was frosted over, "maybe you should stay inside today."
"Mama," Miguel placed his scarf around his neck and looked his mother in her tired eyes, "I really need to go somewhere quiet right now."
"I understand, mijo." Pilar nodded and sighed, since when had her little boy grown so much?
"Thanks mama," Miguel stepped around his mother and pulled open the front door, "I'll be back later, don't worry about me."
Pilar watched as her youngest son walked out of her doorway and into the cold air outside. He had been through so much in that last few days, and she was well aware of his predicament. Even though she wished that she could shoulder the load for him, she knew that it was her son's turn to take responsibility, the most she could do was pray that Miguel would make the right decisions.
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"Kay honey," Sam Bennett sat at the coffee table reading the morning paper with a cup of hot coffee in one hand when he saw his eldest daughter fully dressed and coming down the back stairs, "since when did you wake up before the rest of the family?"
"Daddy," Kay laughed at her father's quip and bent down to give him a kiss on the cheek, "very funny."
"Where you heading to, sis?" Noah stood from where he was bent over behind the open refrigerator door.
"I thought I might go down to the clinic this morning," Kay beamed and placed a hand on her stomach, "I need to schedule my appointments for the next couple months, and pick up my vitamins."
"That's my girl," Sam smiled. Though he was very disapproving of how Kay's life had turned out to be in the past few months, he was proud that his little girl was growing up to be a fine woman, and a fine mother, "you better bundle up though, it looks like it'll be pretty cold out today."
"You think there'll be another snow storm?" Noah sat beside his father and poured himself some cereal into a rather large bowl.
"I hope not," Kay laughed as her brother emptied almost half the box of cereal into his bowl, "I'm getting sick of all this snow, I can't wait till spring rolls around."
"The paper said that today is the last of the snow," Sam spoke from behind his newspaper, "looks like you'll have your wish, baby doll."
"Last day?"
"That's right."
Kay's eyes lit up and she laughed to herself at a memory that had popped up in her mind.
"What?" Noah asked when he saw the twinkle in his little sister's eye.
"Nothing," Kay shook her head and ruffled her brother's hair, "Well, gentlemen, I'm taking my leave. I don't want to be late."
"Take care, honey." Sam called as Kay opened the kitchen door.
"Bye Daddy," Kay waved, "Noah!"
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Miguel Lopez-Fitzgerald ran a hand through his thick, black hair and silently cursed himself for not wearing a hat that morning as he felt the biting chill on his ears. He walked down Harmony's Main Street and past all the still closed stores and shops. As he turned the corner, he spotted what looked to be Kay Bennett walking into the Harmony Health Clinic's front door. At first, Miguel wasn't sure if it was his childhood friend, but the sight of her rainbow colored scarf confirmed that it was indeed Kay Bennett.
He glanced down at his watch and saw that it was barely 7:30 in the morning. Confused, and curious, Miguel crossed the street and followed his unsuspecting friend into the clinic.
"Kay?"
Kay Bennett turned from where she stood, in front of the receptionist's desk, at the sound of the very familiar voice. Her eyes widened a bit and she swallowed hard before turning to see if her suspicions were correct. As she turned around, she sighed, for she was right. Her best friend, the man she loved, and the father of her unborn child stood before her.
"Miguel," She whispered, trying to force out a smile, "hey."
"What are you doing here, so early?"
"I came to see the doctor," Kay could feel her palms begin to sweat, "Today is my first appointment."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I tried to the other night, when you were talking to Charity," Kay's face fell, "but you said you wanted to talk about it another time."
"Kay, I," Miguel started to walk forward.
"Listen, Miguel," Kay stepped back and pulled her coat around her body, "I know that you are trying to get back together with my cousin, and I know that you never planned for any of this to happen, so I don't expect you to be there for me through this."
"But, Kay" Miguel's forehead wrinkled, "I want to be there for you, it's half of my fault that this whole thing happened the way it did."
Kay felt her heart break in her chest. Miguel just thought of her and their child as an obligation, a mistake, a fault. The day before, she realized what a fool she'd been these past few years. The thought of Miguel actually getting his head out of the clouds and his feet back on the ground to see that he and Kay should be together was just the most ridiculous thing that Kay could have ever thought of. Miguel was no longer the same little boy with whom she'd shared her life and her dreams. He'd turned into a man who didn't even know her anymore, just a step away from being a stranger.
"Miguel," Kay's face was stern and the tone in her voice unwavering, "I don't want your pity. What I do want is what's in the best interest for my child. If my child has to live with one committed and one loving parent, then so be it. I don't want you to be in my child's life because you feel obligated to do so."
"Kay," Miguel winced when he heard Kay refer to their baby as 'my child' not 'our child'. He stepped forward again with hope in his eyes, "I'm so sorry. That's not what I meant when I said that."
"Kay Bennett?"
The door to the inside of the clinic opened, and a smiling nurse was standing in the doorway, calling Kay's name.
"I'm right here." Kay turned to face her with a smile.
"The doctor is ready to see you now."
"Miguel," Kay nodded and turned back to face Miguel, "we can talk more about this later."
"Please let me come, Kay?" Miguel's eyes pleaded with her.
"Miguel, I don't think that it's a good idea."
Miguel hadn't seen Kay's eyes harbor more pain and sadness in the years they'd been friends than he did at that very moment. Everything inside him wanted to destroy the person who had caused this pain, but he knew full well that it was him who had turned her into the person she was today, scared and alone.
"Kay," Miguel whispered, "I truly want to be there for you, for our baby. Not out of obligation. I want to."
Kay searched into Miguel's dark eyes, and she looked for even one semblance of sincerity. But, the pain and the fear inside her wouldn't allow her to look him in the eye long enough to find out. She was so afraid that if she'd open her heart up to him, that he would just break it over and over, and it was a pain that she would endure no longer. As she shut her eyes to break their gaze into his own, a single tear ran down her cheek. She quickly wiped it away, and shook her head at Miguel.
"I'm sorry, Miguel."
It wasn't more than a whisper, then she turned away to follow the nurse into the back area of the clinic. Miguel felt as if he couldn't move from the spot he stood. Is was as if all his breath had been taken from him, and there was no way for him to take another as he watched his best friend, the mother of his child, turn around and walk away. He felt a sting in his eye, and even though he knew there were other people watching him, he couldn't help but allow a tear to escape. He knew that it had been too late. She was there for him from the beginning, and he never even acknowledged her presence. Now, the time when he wanted to be near her the most, she wouldn't let him in. Miguel hung his head, and turned around to walk back out into the cold and resume his walk. Only now, the thoughts that he had tried to clear from his mind filled it even more.
"I'm going to show you, Kay." Miguel whispered to himself, "I'm going to show you that I WANT to be there for you, for my baby, our baby."
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*A/N* Well, I hoped you liked this chapter. I thought I needed a Miguel and Kay chapter. I'm so upset with Miguel (on the show) right now. So, I wrote this for my own benefit (like the 'Theresa and Ethan' chapter earlier in the story). Thanks for taking the time to read! Come back soon!! LOL! =)
"Good morning, Mama."
"Miguel, where are you going at this hour?" Pilar stood from her seat on the living room sofa and placed the book she was reading face down on the coffee table. "It's barely 7am."
"I know mama," Miguel smiled to his mother while pulling his coat from the closet and putting it on, "I thought I might go out for a walk this morning. So much has happened these past few days, and I need a little time to let it all sink in."
"Mijo, it's freezing out," Pilar walked over to her son and showed him the window which was frosted over, "maybe you should stay inside today."
"Mama," Miguel placed his scarf around his neck and looked his mother in her tired eyes, "I really need to go somewhere quiet right now."
"I understand, mijo." Pilar nodded and sighed, since when had her little boy grown so much?
"Thanks mama," Miguel stepped around his mother and pulled open the front door, "I'll be back later, don't worry about me."
Pilar watched as her youngest son walked out of her doorway and into the cold air outside. He had been through so much in that last few days, and she was well aware of his predicament. Even though she wished that she could shoulder the load for him, she knew that it was her son's turn to take responsibility, the most she could do was pray that Miguel would make the right decisions.
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"Kay honey," Sam Bennett sat at the coffee table reading the morning paper with a cup of hot coffee in one hand when he saw his eldest daughter fully dressed and coming down the back stairs, "since when did you wake up before the rest of the family?"
"Daddy," Kay laughed at her father's quip and bent down to give him a kiss on the cheek, "very funny."
"Where you heading to, sis?" Noah stood from where he was bent over behind the open refrigerator door.
"I thought I might go down to the clinic this morning," Kay beamed and placed a hand on her stomach, "I need to schedule my appointments for the next couple months, and pick up my vitamins."
"That's my girl," Sam smiled. Though he was very disapproving of how Kay's life had turned out to be in the past few months, he was proud that his little girl was growing up to be a fine woman, and a fine mother, "you better bundle up though, it looks like it'll be pretty cold out today."
"You think there'll be another snow storm?" Noah sat beside his father and poured himself some cereal into a rather large bowl.
"I hope not," Kay laughed as her brother emptied almost half the box of cereal into his bowl, "I'm getting sick of all this snow, I can't wait till spring rolls around."
"The paper said that today is the last of the snow," Sam spoke from behind his newspaper, "looks like you'll have your wish, baby doll."
"Last day?"
"That's right."
Kay's eyes lit up and she laughed to herself at a memory that had popped up in her mind.
"What?" Noah asked when he saw the twinkle in his little sister's eye.
"Nothing," Kay shook her head and ruffled her brother's hair, "Well, gentlemen, I'm taking my leave. I don't want to be late."
"Take care, honey." Sam called as Kay opened the kitchen door.
"Bye Daddy," Kay waved, "Noah!"
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Miguel Lopez-Fitzgerald ran a hand through his thick, black hair and silently cursed himself for not wearing a hat that morning as he felt the biting chill on his ears. He walked down Harmony's Main Street and past all the still closed stores and shops. As he turned the corner, he spotted what looked to be Kay Bennett walking into the Harmony Health Clinic's front door. At first, Miguel wasn't sure if it was his childhood friend, but the sight of her rainbow colored scarf confirmed that it was indeed Kay Bennett.
He glanced down at his watch and saw that it was barely 7:30 in the morning. Confused, and curious, Miguel crossed the street and followed his unsuspecting friend into the clinic.
"Kay?"
Kay Bennett turned from where she stood, in front of the receptionist's desk, at the sound of the very familiar voice. Her eyes widened a bit and she swallowed hard before turning to see if her suspicions were correct. As she turned around, she sighed, for she was right. Her best friend, the man she loved, and the father of her unborn child stood before her.
"Miguel," She whispered, trying to force out a smile, "hey."
"What are you doing here, so early?"
"I came to see the doctor," Kay could feel her palms begin to sweat, "Today is my first appointment."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I tried to the other night, when you were talking to Charity," Kay's face fell, "but you said you wanted to talk about it another time."
"Kay, I," Miguel started to walk forward.
"Listen, Miguel," Kay stepped back and pulled her coat around her body, "I know that you are trying to get back together with my cousin, and I know that you never planned for any of this to happen, so I don't expect you to be there for me through this."
"But, Kay" Miguel's forehead wrinkled, "I want to be there for you, it's half of my fault that this whole thing happened the way it did."
Kay felt her heart break in her chest. Miguel just thought of her and their child as an obligation, a mistake, a fault. The day before, she realized what a fool she'd been these past few years. The thought of Miguel actually getting his head out of the clouds and his feet back on the ground to see that he and Kay should be together was just the most ridiculous thing that Kay could have ever thought of. Miguel was no longer the same little boy with whom she'd shared her life and her dreams. He'd turned into a man who didn't even know her anymore, just a step away from being a stranger.
"Miguel," Kay's face was stern and the tone in her voice unwavering, "I don't want your pity. What I do want is what's in the best interest for my child. If my child has to live with one committed and one loving parent, then so be it. I don't want you to be in my child's life because you feel obligated to do so."
"Kay," Miguel winced when he heard Kay refer to their baby as 'my child' not 'our child'. He stepped forward again with hope in his eyes, "I'm so sorry. That's not what I meant when I said that."
"Kay Bennett?"
The door to the inside of the clinic opened, and a smiling nurse was standing in the doorway, calling Kay's name.
"I'm right here." Kay turned to face her with a smile.
"The doctor is ready to see you now."
"Miguel," Kay nodded and turned back to face Miguel, "we can talk more about this later."
"Please let me come, Kay?" Miguel's eyes pleaded with her.
"Miguel, I don't think that it's a good idea."
Miguel hadn't seen Kay's eyes harbor more pain and sadness in the years they'd been friends than he did at that very moment. Everything inside him wanted to destroy the person who had caused this pain, but he knew full well that it was him who had turned her into the person she was today, scared and alone.
"Kay," Miguel whispered, "I truly want to be there for you, for our baby. Not out of obligation. I want to."
Kay searched into Miguel's dark eyes, and she looked for even one semblance of sincerity. But, the pain and the fear inside her wouldn't allow her to look him in the eye long enough to find out. She was so afraid that if she'd open her heart up to him, that he would just break it over and over, and it was a pain that she would endure no longer. As she shut her eyes to break their gaze into his own, a single tear ran down her cheek. She quickly wiped it away, and shook her head at Miguel.
"I'm sorry, Miguel."
It wasn't more than a whisper, then she turned away to follow the nurse into the back area of the clinic. Miguel felt as if he couldn't move from the spot he stood. Is was as if all his breath had been taken from him, and there was no way for him to take another as he watched his best friend, the mother of his child, turn around and walk away. He felt a sting in his eye, and even though he knew there were other people watching him, he couldn't help but allow a tear to escape. He knew that it had been too late. She was there for him from the beginning, and he never even acknowledged her presence. Now, the time when he wanted to be near her the most, she wouldn't let him in. Miguel hung his head, and turned around to walk back out into the cold and resume his walk. Only now, the thoughts that he had tried to clear from his mind filled it even more.
"I'm going to show you, Kay." Miguel whispered to himself, "I'm going to show you that I WANT to be there for you, for my baby, our baby."
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*A/N* Well, I hoped you liked this chapter. I thought I needed a Miguel and Kay chapter. I'm so upset with Miguel (on the show) right now. So, I wrote this for my own benefit (like the 'Theresa and Ethan' chapter earlier in the story). Thanks for taking the time to read! Come back soon!! LOL! =)